[In his dreams, he was hopelessly alone. Darkness, emptiness seemed to stretch on forever no matter how far he ran, how much he stretched his hand out in hopes of coming in to contact with someone.
There was just nothing.
And to Rin, that was terrifying.
A whimper escaped him just before Ryuji started talking to him, but thankfully it was a voice that reached through that impenetrable darkness, though it took until his first name was spoken for him to fully wake.
He did so with a sharp intake of breath, eyes shooting open wide and, for a second, wild with disorientation.]
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There was just nothing.
And to Rin, that was terrifying.
A whimper escaped him just before Ryuji started talking to him, but thankfully it was a voice that reached through that impenetrable darkness, though it took until his first name was spoken for him to fully wake.
He did so with a sharp intake of breath, eyes shooting open wide and, for a second, wild with disorientation.]